Crossed paths at the Eastside flea this weekend. We talked about Pink Floyd and T.rex and you didn't talk down to me which is a refreshing change of pace compared to other music lovers I know. You were cute and I was nervous and isn't that always the way? Not sure what your deal is, but I'd love to chat bootlegs with you

you were wearing black adidas hoodie with the white adidas logo on the front. black hair, black beard. grey sweats. looking a little scruffy. but still something was intriguing. You were with another male, maybe your dad, who had a greying beard. south asian/indian heritage. You were also getting a smoothie at the same time that I was there with my young child who was sitting in the shopping cart. i was checking you out. i also saw you again by the egg section but didn't want to make it obvious. maybe you were in your late twenties, 30's. nice to see you : )

On Sat 17th we met at Portside, I told you that you were gorgeous because you are, half asian I think (you wouldn't tell but I am too) in a green shirt, your name starts with C, mine with Y, half black guy in a brown jacket, you were with a friend, we talked about age, your friends situation with an older guy, I wish we talked more and exchanged numbers because I'd love to get to know you more.

Your hair and features caught my attention. You were waiting for your order with an intense focused presence. I was glad to catch you by the coffee lid counter and ask your name & where you’re from. I guessed your religious heritage right ;). You seem to have an interesting background. I’d love to know more about you. Where was I from?

We met in line for drinks. You and your ex were hanging out with me and my roommate during the drag show. You had glasses and a pocket-square, and you were sharply dressed because you had been to the Troye Sivan concert beforehand. I thought you were handsome, clever, and absolutely charming, and I really wish I had asked for your contact info before you left.

I saw you at the Victory Square Remembrance parade, you're a blonde guy, Mid 40s - Early 50s with blonde hair and sunglasses, you look like you could be military/police/firefighter? - You were with a guy who looked a little younger and had brown hair but I couldn't take my eyes off you. I was walking home and by chance saw you again with your friend going into a colourful apartment building opposite Stadium-Chinatown Skytrain Station. I'm 23, blonde and would love to get to know you/see you without your sunglasses :)

we looked at each other a bunch throughout the night (i had blue lipstick, u had longish hair) and then i was startled to see u outside and got really shy suddenly. when i came back u were talking to two friends, and i wish i had stopped and talked to u. it felt pretty electric, maybe u read these things...

My friend asked you to fill out a survey that rated me. I wasn’t supposed to see your answers but I did and when I came back you to ask for your number, you were gone. I’d love to get coffee sometime. Let me know what you were doing before we interrupted you, so I know it’s you.

We were at Korpiklaani, right at the front before the stage. By the end I had my arms around you, but you had been drinking so I knew you should go home and sober up. You left with your friend before I could get any contact info. My name started with M.

I feel like I have seen you in SportChek before! Today 11th Nov, probably around 1pm I seen you in SportChek dt. I nearly bumped into you lol, I did say sorry though. You were wearing like green/blue yoga pants and a white hoody I think. You are stunning and those yoga pants are awesome I was wearing jeans and a dark blue rain jacket.

Laundromat at Hastings and Heatley. You popped in to put your stuff in a dryer and disappeared quickly again. You had a red top and black jeans, dyed jet black hair. I thought you were really cute. Maybe next time you should stick around.

We boarded our plane and, when the flight was delayed, we got off the plane. It was halloween. Neither of us were wearing costumes but we both wore hats and glasses. You were very handsome in your light coloured trench coat. I kept an eye on you but was too shy to say hello. I keep thinking about you and wishing we'd started a conversation.

Bonjour dear stranger,
I saw you on Wednesday November 7 around 1pm on my way to work.
I was walking on Granville street near W16th ave.
You were taking a seat in the waiting section of a hair salon. Union salon it was I believe.
For some reason, I was drawn by your silhouette. Classy, wearing a wool coat, knee lenght dark color if I recalled.
As I turned to look at you through the window, you looked at me too.
I went to the salon on the next day, taking a chance to maybe get your name, but no luck.
My name is actually Audrey and I would love to know yours

You were sitting in a single seat with you bike, and I stood up to exit at Edmonds station and started talking to a colleague as the train pulled up, and then I saw you. We kept making eye contact and I desperately wanted to wink at you/get your number/give you mine but my colleague is...talkative. Sure hope I run into you again

You were delivering new pieces for the broken escalator at Gateway Skytrain station. Cannot remember the time but before noon I think. You smiled, I smiled, we talked about the weather/sunshine ..you got off on the mezzanine to unload that piece for the escalator and I continued on up to the trains. I almost went back to give you my # but I was in a hurry and you're probably attached, but I've got your wonderful face stuck in my head. Just the nicest smile and oh so sexy. On the off chance you see this ..coffee date and some more of that smile? Damn but you are ...fine.

On Nov 1st, Thursday at 9:45ish AM, I noticed a firetruck on Thurlow near Alberni. The driver, obviously an experienced and more higher ranking fireman, was clearly checking me out and this lead to me also checking him out. I hope you read this and are single. I was the blonde that shot you the big smile as headed off to work in the rain.

There was definitely chemistry when we exchanged glances today during breakfast at The Red Wagon. I didn’t want to be rude to The present company so I avoided eye contact when you left. If you read this.....breakfast sometime?

Hey, we chatted on the bus when you asked me where a certain thrift store was. I cut our conversation short by putting my head phones back in. I realize now that it was rude, and I am sorry. Maybe we can be thrifting buds? Did you find the car you were looking for?

You were chilling on your smoke break by two white drywalling vans. You have short hair, jeans, and maybe an earring? Swoon. I admit I walked past twice hoping you'd notice me! Don't think you did, but wanted to let you know this femme thinks you're a babe. Keep queering the village, please, and maybe next time I'll be bold enough to come say hi ;)

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